I dreamed she came back home last nightAsked her where she'd beenShe said, "I've been around the worldAnd it almost did me in."She said, "I hope you didn't wait too longI have no sense of timeI see you've written one last songAnd I realize it's mine."Think of all the times we'd talk....and sing a nursery rhyme-

She really came back home last nightSeemed as if she'd changedShe said that she'd go back to school And try things once again.But you know, it didn't take too long'Till she lost her wayAnd all the reason in the worldCould see she couldn't stayAs I helped her pack her things....it didn't hurt to say-

CHORUS

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If it's true what they say, that GOD created us in His image, then why should we not love creating, and why should we not continue to do so, as carefully and ethically as we can, on whatever scale we're capable of?

The choice is simple; refuse to create, and refuse to grow, or build, with care and love.

(Yo', man) Yo'(Open up, man) What do you want, man?(My girl just caught me) You let her catch you?(I don't know how I let this happen) With who?(The girl next door, you know) Man(I don't know what to do) Say it wasn't you(Alright)

Honey came in and she caught me red-handedCreeping with the girl next doorPicture this, we were both butt naked, banging on the bathroom floor

How could I forget that I hadGiven her an extra keyAll this time she was standing thereShe never took her eyes off me

How you can grant the woman access to your villaTrespasser and a witness while you cling to your pillowYou better watch your back before she turn into a killerBest for you and the situation not to call the beanerTo be a true player you have to know how to playIf she say a night, convince her say a dayNever admit to a word when she say makes a claimAnd you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)She even caught me on camera (It wasn't me)

She saw the marks on my shoulder (It wasn't me)Heard the words that I told her (It wasn't me)Heard the scream geting louder (It wasn't me)She stayed until it was over

Honey came in and she caught me red-handedCreeping with the girl next doorPicture this, we were both butt naked, banging on the bathroom floor

I had tried to keep herFrom what she was about to seeWhy should she believe meWhen I told her it wasn't me

Make sure she knows it's not you and lead her on the right prefixWhenever you should see her make the giggolo flexAs funny as it be by you, it not that complexSeeing is believing so you better change your specsYou know she not gonna be worrying bout things from the pastHardly recollecting and then she'll go to noontime massWait for your answer: go over thereBut if she pack a gun you know you better run fast

But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)She even caught me on camera (It wasn't me)

She saw the marks on my shoulder (It wasn't me)Heard the words that I told her (It wasn't me)Heard the scream get louder (It wasn't me)She stayed until it was over

Honey came in and she caught me red-handedCreeping with the girl next doorPicture this, we were both butt naked, banging on the bathroom floor

How could I forget that I hadGiven her an extra keyAll this time she was standing thereShe never took her eyes off me

Gonna tell her that I'm sorryFor the pain that I've causedI've been listening to your reasoningIt makes no sense at allWe should tell her that I'm sorryFor the pain that I've causedYou may think that you're a playerBut you're completely lostThat's why I sing

Honey came in and she caught me red-handedCreeping with the girl next doorPicture this, we were both butt naked, banging on the bathroom floor

How could I forget that I hadGiven her an extra keyAll this time she was standing thereShe never took her eyes off me

"Give a man gin, give a man cardsGive him an inch, he'll take a yardAnd I rue the day that I stepped off that train.

Don't go down to Fannin StreetYou'll be lost and never foundYou can never turn aroundDon't go downTo Fannin Street."

--Tom Waits, "Fannin Street"

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"Clive [Barker]'s idea of a great time is to have a nightmare about a woman with three heads and no skin who flays your body with a pitchfork. To give you some idea, NIGHTBREED has over 200 pus monsters, including one guy with a crescent moonhead like the McDonald's commercial and a fat guy with snakes that pop out of his stomach and eat your face off, and these are the GOOD GUYS. These are the people we're supposed to LIKE."-Joe Bob on NIGHTBREED

"So I'll meet you at the bottom, if there really is one,They always told me when you hit it you'll know it;But I've been falling so long it feels like gravity's goneAnd I'm just floating."

--"Gravity's Gone," The Drive-By Truckers

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"Clive [Barker]'s idea of a great time is to have a nightmare about a woman with three heads and no skin who flays your body with a pitchfork. To give you some idea, NIGHTBREED has over 200 pus monsters, including one guy with a crescent moonhead like the McDonald's commercial and a fat guy with snakes that pop out of his stomach and eat your face off, and these are the GOOD GUYS. These are the people we're supposed to LIKE."-Joe Bob on NIGHTBREED